Thousands of flower petals pressed on the branches, and thousands of colorful butterflies came from nowhere and fluttered among the flowers. The colorful butterflies floated in the air, fragrant and fresh. At this time, there was another oriole singing, lightly landing on her shoulder. Shen Zhi looked at this scene, and her mood was unprecedentedly magnanimous.

Relaxed, as if this skin has been reduced by three points. Shen Zhi is intoxicated, and the daughter in her arms is still ignorant. She rests her chin on her mother's shoulder and giggles non-stop.

Shen Zhi was awakened by an extremely slight cracking sound. At this moment, she saw the flowers in the courtyard gathering in a whirlpool, and she, or her Dan Mansion, was at the center of the whirlpool. As for the butterflies in the garden? There were no other butterflies anywhere.

It is made of flower petals.

So inexplicable——

Shen Zhi condensed his literary heart.

Wen Xin's grade is low, only the lower middle grade of the eighth grade.

His writing skills are sparse, and it takes a lot of effort to arrange a flower package.

But that is genuine Wenxin!

The way of condensing the literary mind is strange, and what is even more strange is that after she woke up from the dream, she also awakened to the way of the scribe - [The garden is full of spring scenery].
Chapter completed!